Chapter 451

Ling Guangzhao moved a chair directly and sat next to Qin Huai, watching Qin Huai make dim sum at close range.

Qin Huai:...? What kind of hobby is this for Proprietor Ling? The afternoon exchange meeting is not being held?

Tong Deyan:... Confirmed, Ling Guangzhao is crazy because he hit a wall and didn't poach anyone.

Although Ling Guangzhao's actions were very strange, Qin Huai had not been watched by others making dim sum before. He made dim sum under the watch of a group of master chefs on his first day at Zhi Wei Ju, so he accepted this well and continued to work calmly.

Although Ling Guangzhao couldn't quite understand Qin Huai's craftsmanship, he could see that Qin Huai was very calm, and his evaluation of Qin Huai in his heart went up another level.

Calm in the face of change, good mentality, and work efficiency seems to be quite fast. The basic salary will go up by another 10%!

Ling Guangzhao scooped up a spoonful of tangerine peel tea with satisfaction and continued to eat. Hmm, warm, warm taste.

The smile on Ling Guangzhao's face became more and more brilliant.

Qin Huai didn't put too much energy into Ling Guangzhao and made dim sum in an orderly manner.

The difference between apple dough fruit, Five-Diced Baozi, Four-Joy Flower Rolls, and rice cake is very large. If you want to make these four dim sums come out of the pot at about the same time and eat them at once, it is difficult to control the rhythm. Among them, rice cake is undoubtedly the simplest. Qin Huai put rice cake last and only made rice milk after kneading the dough for the first three.

Then he started to make the meat filling for the Five-Diced Baozi, dicing the ingredients, cooking the filling, and letting it cool.

When cooking the filling, the whole kitchen was filled with the meat aroma of Five-Diced Baozi. Ling Guangzhao was stunned by the meat aroma, and his face was full of "I thought the bun filling wasn't this fragrant; this must be stewing meat."

The meat filling of Five-Diced Baozi was just the beginning of opening the eyes of Ling Guangzhao, a restaurant proprietor who didn't know much about pastry.

The meat filling of Five-Diced Baozi is fancy, but the shape is very simple. At first glance, it is an ordinary big bun.

Four-Joy Flower Rolls and apple dough fruit are very fancy in shape.

Ling Guangzhao was already very surprised when he saw Qin Huai rolling Four-Joy Flower Rolls, rolling green onions and ham filling into the flower rolls, and getting fancy flower rolls through a positive roll that looked very difficult and cautious.

When he saw Qin Huai take a piece of dough, pinch it here and brush it there, and brush the dough into the shape of an apple in ten minutes, he was already stunned if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

It can be said that the impact is wave after wave.

Against the backdrop of these three great gods, the rice cake that came out of the pot at the last minute looked so normal and plain.

Tong Deyan was no longer cutting and preparing. Like Ling Guangzhao, he leaned over to Qin Huai to watch Qin Huai make dim sum.

As a professional savory chef, Tong Deyan can see Qin Huai's level.

Even if Qin Huai is a genius, his progress speed is a bit too outrageous. Tong Deyan clearly remembers that when he was in City A before, Qin Huai's level was not as good as it is now, and it was not the level in one aspect, but the level in all aspects.

Whether it is kneading dough, adjusting fillings, or finger techniques, or even the aesthetics of dim sum styling, it is not as good as it is now.

A sudden progress in one aspect can be explained by gifted enlightenment, but what is the progress in all aspects? Enlightenment in all aspects?

A bit outrageous.

Tong Deyan was even a little glad that he had a dead face all year round, no matter what he looked at, he had the same expression, so in this case, Ling Guangzhao would not see that he was very shocked now.

Tong Deyan wanted to gasp, so he silently moved his eyes from the dim sum made by Qin Huai to Ling Guangzhao's face and found that Ling Guangzhao was already full of appreciation.

The appreciation in his eyes was about to overflow.

Tong Deyan looked at Qin Huai, who was seriously making dim sum, again. He was so serious and so selective, and he went all out more than when he was doing catering in City A last time. Could it be that he really wants to come to Eight Treasures House to work?

What for? Isn't Qin Huai short of money?

For a Beiping household registration? Can Ling Guangzhao get him a Beiping household registration? Does Ling Guangzhao have this ability?

Also, I heard that Qin Huai's sister's academic performance is not very good, and Ling Guangzhao seems to have some connections in schools.

Or maybe these two people's brains are not very normal, so they inexplicably cherish each other and appreciate each other.

Tong Deyan's thoughts gradually diverged and finally merged into one sentence: Damn, will Ling Guangzhao really be able to poach talent by holding this exchange meeting? How can this kid have such good luck?

Just when Tong Deyan was crazily dissing his boss in his heart, the four dim sums made by Qin Huai were all out of the oven.

Lifelike, looking real from a distance, and hard to tell the truth from the fake up close. Because the coloring speed is very fast, it is still in a warm state, and the apple dough fruit is very palatable to eat.

Coming out of the pot at the last minute, steaming hot, every fold is as exquisite as if measured with a caliper, big, full, and iconic Five-Diced Baozi.

It has been out of the pot for two or three minutes and is still steaming with a little heat. Even if you can see that it is not a very standard cloud pattern, you can still praise it: "What a beautiful and exquisite Four-Joy Flower Roll that doesn't look like a flower roll."

Even the rice cake, which came out of the pot earliest and cooled to the most palatable temperature, and looked the most plain, was the most perfect and standard rice cake that met the aesthetics and cognition in the public's heart.

Ling Guangzhao felt for the first time that he might have a choice difficulty, because he couldn't decide which one to eat first for a while.

In the end, Ling Guangzhao chose rice cake very honestly. The rice cake had been cooled for the longest time, and he was afraid of being scalded.

Ling Guangzhao had no expectations for rice cake. This is a dim sum that no one will have expectations for. Everyone knows what it tastes like.

Ling Guangzhao picked up a piece of rice cake and took a bite.

Very normal taste, no surprises, no disappointment, very standard, very consistent with the taste in his imagination, cognition, and even memory.

Ling Guangzhao chewed normally.

I don't know why, but he likes this rice cake very much.

As the current proprietor of Eight Treasures House and the former young master, Ling Guangzhao grew up in Eight Treasures House when he was a child. At that time, Eight Treasures House was an old brand in Beiping. The revenue was not as high as it is now. There were many old masters in the store. The first floor sold dim sum, and the second floor had hot dishes. Every time school was over, there were many children living nearby on the first floor who took pocket money to buy cheap dim sum.

Pea yellow, donkey rolling, etc. Of course, rice cake also had it.

Ling Guangzhao often ate dim sum in Eight Treasures House when he was a child. When he came back from school at noon, he would pick two things he liked to eat, and when he went to school, he would pick two things and stuff them into his schoolbag.

Later, Ling Guangzhao went abroad to study and lived abroad for many years. When he returned to the country, Eight Treasures House had already become an old brand with only fame but full of holes inside. The pastry department on the first floor had long been withdrawn.

Ling Guangzhao almost forgot what the pastry dim sum on the first floor of Eight Treasures House tasted like.

Ling Guangzhao looked at the half-eaten rice cake in his hand and thought, is this the taste?

It seems so. In his memory, the rice cake on the first floor was quite delicious, especially the one that was steaming hot when it just came out of the pot. The rice cake was sold very cheaply, and many children nearby who were short of money would come to buy rice cake to eat when they were greedy.

No, the rice cake in memory is not as delicious as it is now.

Ling Guangzhao is a smart man. He knows very well that memory will be beautified. When he feels that the rice cake he is eating now is as delicious as in his memory, it means that the current rice cake is more delicious than in his memory.